Immigrant Personal Narrative

Kimia Sedaghat kaboli
Mary Washington
No friends, no family members and no house to live in. It’s so hard to put everything behind and go to the place that I didn’t know anything about. I was born in Iran, my language, and all of my memories are from Iran. My parents move from our country to Virginia, four years ago, so they no longer worry about their children’s future.
My whole world change so quickly. When my twin sister and I started going to Marshall High School we were completely bewildered. I was trying to manage myself to learn everything. In Iran I was going to an advanced private high school where I was in the honor program and the school had different units of studying than here. I was starting all over again.
Starting school

I was become the translator of the family, although my language is still limited. I trying my best to help my family and translate the letters from our schools and other assorted documents. During first years I was overwhelmed with speaking behind the phone and trying to express what my parents wants. But, after I become older and my language skill getting better my responsibility as a translator become much harder. I was trying to open the bank account for my family and anywhere else my parent went I was there to help them. This is the only thing I able to do to appreciate my parents’ hard working. Also, having this responsibility during my life was
During this 4 years my father was always is in back and forth to my country for working as a doctor and make money for us. Because, he was not able to working here as a doctor. I am interesting to become a doctor like my father who is responsible for his family and his patients. Being in the family that its father working outside of country and I would see him every 2 or 3 month learn me how to become strong in the face of adversities that was around me. Like away from dad and my home, each one of them help me to build myself stronger and become much independence than what I was